I am sure you prefer Nasser's oil filled, drug-dependant physique to that of anyone's Bob. It's really quite clear that you have a very unhealthy obsession with it - I mean, you must have a file called 'Nasser' on your desktop full of pictures of this bald, boss-eyed old has been in his G-strings. Do you sit in your purchased Nasser workout top as you peruse them..your eyes studying every synthol filled peak and contour with the utmost concentration, your tongue moistly flicking across your lips?
I'd worry more about YOUR physique Bob. You seem to be living your life by proxy through the shitty life of a bitter old man who is on every level a miserable failure. His wife left him, his career turned to ratshit and he drives a shitty car, lives in a shitty cheaply furnished house, flies economy class and has to sell used clothes to fund his drug habit. Actually where the fuck does this drug addicted malcontent get the nerve to be so puritanical and judgemental on drugs anyway? Fucking hypocritical choad.
Pick a better man to idolise..in fact, pick a man because what you're worshipping sure as hell ain't.